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My husband's mistress, Callie Bennett, messaged me a bed photo of her and my husband, Vincent Booth, in the middle of the night. In the picture, she and Vincent were snuggled up together, and she wore a smug, self-satisfied grin. Then she sent me a message. [Kylee, Vincent says you're so dull, but with me, he is a whole different man.] I stared at the photo, my hands shaking. But I didn't cry. I took a screenshot and forwarded it right to Callie's parents. I added a message. [Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, your daughter is so busy. While she's in bed, she sends me photos to keep me updated. She must be enjoying being a side chick.] The next day, Callie bombarded me with messages, begging for forgiveness. She said her dad chased her down three blocks with a belt. But what was more interesting was that her whole family was waiting outside my apartment building in the morning.